Essay 11

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Essay 10

Asia Carter
Hamilton Salsich
English 9
December 3, 2009

My Way To Success:

An Essay on N.Scott Momaday's Essay "The Way to Rainy Mountain"

1) We all travel a long Journey over a 100 years (more or less). 2) This is the Journey of life. 3) This journey is made important because of the small journeys that happen in the middle. 4) Some of the smaller journeys have more importance in the long run, N. Scott Momaday believes him and his people had a journey worth sharing in his essay "The Way to Rainy Mountain."


TS) How will you reach your goal? SD) N.Scott Momaday went on a long journey to reach his goal of learning more about his grandmothers unique culture so he could educate others about it.CM) His grandmothers death was the main reason he decided to visit his home land in Oklahoma, on the Kiowa reservation. CM)He traveled " fifteen hundred miles to begin [his] pilgrimage".SD) His ancestors had a very complex story that Momaday was now anxious to learn about. CM) His ancestors did not start off in Oklahoma, they started in the mountains of Montana. CM) Because they moved they had to adopt parts of the crows culture, therefore altering there's.SD) His grandmother, Aho, was a symbol to him that their culture was still alive. CM) With his grandmothers death came what he thought of as the loss of his culture. CM) He soon found out that he could pass on information that his grandma shared with him and that itself would keep his culture alive. CS) It took a long journey for Momaday to relize that one fallen petal doesn't kill the flower, its the neglectance to water the roots.

TS) Even though I still am young, I too have had to make a long journey. SD) As a Kindergartner I had trouble socializing, which started my bumpy road to loneliness. CM) I remember feeling alone and different. CM) I remember sitting by myself watching the others play, thinking something was wrong with me. SD) I would cry myself to sleep because I didn't want to be different, I wanted friends. CM) I never truley fit in untill the road started to become smoother, near the end of sixth grade. CM) But all of the years leading up to sixth grade were brutal and horrible. SD) It took a lot of time and test on my brain before I realized that I needed to work with my self, instead of agaisnt myself. CM) I had to except myself as being different. CM) Without that important journy I am not positive that I would be here today because I would have never realized that I could easily gain friends. CS) Although I traveled a lond and hard 7 year bumpy road, like N.Scott Momaday's journey, my journey had an everlasting impact on how I live my life.

1) A journey can be a very painful process or a easy enjoyable process. 2) Either way it will have importance in your life journey. 3) The road to success is very bumpy but if you want success it is a road you must travel. 4) Good luck on your journeys, may they be as smooth as possible.

Essay 9

Asia Carter

Hamilton Salsich

November, 18 2009

Grade 9

The presence of anger:

An Essay About Maya Angelou's essay "I know why the caged bird sings"

1) What makes you angry? 2) Is it the lack of respect? 3) Or is it someone not accounting for your feelings? 4) Either way there is always one point in time when anger rushes through your veins faster than the blood itself, Maya Angelou and I have to try hard to express it in the correct manner.

TS) How do you express anger? SD) Maya Angelou in her essay ,"I know why the caged bird sings" , has a lot of anger that she has kept within herself overtime.CM) Her now built up anger is made up from many times of being treated as unequal. CM) She knows herself that she is no different from most of the white people, yet the color of their skin separates them.  SD) She is so angry that she wishes she wasn't the girl she is. CM) She saw herself with, " long and blond" in the place of the "kinky mass that [her Grandmother] wouldn't let her straighten". CM) She saw herself as a white girl. SD) The main reason why she wanted to be a "white girl" was because she was fed up. CM) She knew that she had a lot to offer. CM) But because she was black her thoughts and suggestions were not important, she was not important. CS) Her anger built up and built up until she started thinking dramatic thoughts like shooting someone.

TS) What someone else does can seriously impact your emotions. SD) One thing that always gets me upset is when someone flaunts or boasts about something don’t have. CM) It makes me feel as if the only point they are trying to get across is that they have something that I want and I will never get. CM) I have no idea why this frustrates me so much but it does.SD) Like Maya another person’s ignorance or rudeness also gets me angry. CM) It makes me mad enough to “throw a handful of black in” their face. CM) I know its alarming to most that I get so angry, but it only takes two seconds to use your manners so why do people choose not to. CM) Because they are lazy.SD) I seldom get angry at things that could not be prevented. CM) By this I mean that I could never be mad at someone for their lack of education. CM) I only get mad at someone for their lack of using their common sense. CS) The world would be such a better place if people treated other the way they wished to be treated.

1)Now that I have experienced more my tolerance is low. 2) I have come to understand that people just done care anymore. 3) Thanfully what goes around comes back around. 4) I’m sure Maya Angelou would agree, the world has a lot of changing to do.

Essay 8

Asia Carter

Hamilton Salsich

November, 16 2009

My Breaking Point:

An Essay on War and Death.

1) What's the point of war? 2) Its hard enough to face one death at a time. 3) As I know from the death of my Grandmother. 4) War's repetitive death, and i cant imagine how that would make one feel.

TS) It's hard to imagine what is going through a soldier's mind. SD) The pain that William Manchester describes in "Okinawa: 'The Bloodiest Battle of All'" only gives a minor description of what he actually saw. CM)He described the how he couldn't even sleep at night because of the horrifying sounds of death near by. CM) There was barley any room so everything was so cramped up. SD) Can you imagine being so close to so many people who haven't eaten used a proper toilet, or washed them self in days. CM) Imagine sleeping in someone Else's excretions. CM) Once you go through something like that you are less than likely to keep you sanity. SD) Sadly the war was the "central experience of [his] youth." CM) It had an everlasting impact on Mr.Manchester that I'm positive he wishes he could have left back at the war. CM) He is left with knowing what people still go through everyday. CS) Mr.Manchester shares this pain with many other veterans.

TS) My Grandmother's death was definitely a "central experience of [my] youth."SD) I can remember the night of her death as if it were yesterday. CM) I was over my brother's house because my parents had gone to visit her in the hospital. CM) I was naive of the situation and I thought it was just another opportunity to stay up late on a school night. SD) I can remember thinking that nothing bad could happen to her and that she would be out of the hospital in no time.CM) When it was time to settle down and go to sleep, I really started thinking about what would happen if she did die. CM) I thought that was less than likely to happen so I just quickly said a prayer for her. CM) I asked for someone to be watching over her while in the hospital and I asked to in someway let her know that I will always know her as the strong loving character she was.  SD) When my parents finally came to pick us up, we were asleep. CM) At first the car ride was silent, not one person saying a word. CM) I didn't think it was appropriate to ask how she was until I saw one tear slowly make its way down my father's cheek. SD) I knew then that something was wrong. CM) I asked my father how she was doing and he said in a quiet voice " Honey, your grandmother passed." CM) I didn't have a response and because Kiona was sleeping the whole car ride she didn't know, so I tried to hold my tears in until after my parents told her.CM) I ran into the bathroom and started crying harder than I have ever cried before. Once Kiona found out I went onto my bed a cried myself to sleep. Like Mr.Manchester's wound from his experience with war, this "wound will never heal". CS) I wish that my grandmother was sitting next to me right now, but as Mr. Manchester knows somethings just won't happen.

1)  We don't know what we have till It's gone. 2) In my case it's my Grandmother, and in Mr.Manchester's case it's his sanity. 3) Make sure you count your blessings. 4) Don't take anything for granted.

Essay 7

Draft 1


Asia Carter
Hamilton Salsich
English 9
November 4, 2009

1) Have you ever had something that distracted you from living your normal life? 2) Have you ever felt like you were strongly attached to something that was no longer there? 3) Have you ever made the attempt to fill the now empty hole in your heart? 4) Has your stomach ever felt week because your longing to relive old memories?

TS) No matter what, life keeps going. SD)The theme in Loren Eiseley's essay "The Brown Wasps" is wether you like it or not, life will keep going. CM)No matter what you do or how hard you try you cannot stop life from continuing in its own manner. CM) Life will always have its own mind. SD)Its a simple fact " we cling to a time and place because without them man is lost..." CM)Your memories your old town or even an Alma mater can be comforting. CM) When you realize that your old town or Alma mater is gone or completely changed you get this sick feeling in you stomach because nobody will ever be able to get comfort from that place again. SD) Eiseley connects to his past through nature. CM) He is stuck on the fact that close to nothing is the same. CM) Every landmark that he knew as a child, gone. CM) Its a well known fact " the living revolve endlessly" around loss.

TS) I also have mourned over a tree. SD) When I was three years old I had a special tree right outside my room. CM) This tree was remarkable because when I chewed on it I could taste a hint of root beer. CM) Everyday I would go outside and sit on my special rock and chew on my special tree. SD) This little routine made me feel at peace with the world. CM) It made me feel as if nothing could go wrong. CM) This single tree ment the world to me. SD) Now that we have moved and my brother lives at that house the tree has been removed. CM) When I found this out I began to get a sick feeling. CM) That tree represented part of my child hood. CM) That tree was my special tree. CM) I still find myself today "attached by a thread " to that tree. CS) My tree.

1) Although you may wish that things could go back to the way they were there is a reason for the way things are now. 2) Some people who can accept this fact call it "living in the moment". 3) But living in the moment is one of the hardest things to do. 4) Even the smartest man can get stuck on the past.

Essay 6

Asia Carter

Hamilton Salsich

English 9

November 3, 2009



A fathers affect:

An Essay on James Baldwin's essay "Notes of a Native Son".



1) How would not having a Father impact your life? 2) A positive male role model is something a boy needs to build a stable life.3) Would it hurt to have a father who really didn't care about your feelings? 4) Have you ever realized how important your father's love is?


TS) James Baldwin's essay,made me think about my strong relationship with my father. SD) I feel like James knew what he was missing by not having a bond with his father. CM) A father is a main character in a boys life. CM) A father helps guide a young boy to be a strong man. SD) My father and I have a tight bond. CM) He understands me better than anyone else. CM) He is someone I feel that I can tell just about anything. SD)Without my father's love I would not be the person I am today. CM) I would not have such strong core values that my father taught me to have. CM) Also I would not have such a great example of how not giving up most likely will have a positive ending. CS) I can only imagine how much pain not having a loving father must have caused him.



1) James Baldwin made the choice to not accept his father. 2)He regretted this decision after his father's death because he then had the time to reminisce their past. 3) He finally understood that his father was in fact a good father. 4) He wished he could have realized this years before his fathers death instead of hours after.

Essay 5

Asia

Hamilton Salsich

English 9

October 27, 2009

Humans surprisingly have many similarities to a twig. A twig, like a human, is imperfect. A twig,like a human, is unique. A twig, like a human, can break when alone.

TS) In John Jay Chapman's, "Coatesville" essay he talks about the imperfectness of humans. SD) He talks about the hurting of another human being. CM) He talks about the murder of a black man CM) He expressed how disgusted he was with the fact that such a crime was committed and really no one cared. SD) One twig is pretty much harmless, but more than one twig together can be harmful. CM) This is the same with human. CM) One person alone most likely would not have been able to perform this horrible act. CM) Sadly it took a crowd of people to make this crime significant. SD) This just proves that humans are imperfect. CM) A twig can be crooked or straight. CM) Like a person can be good or bad. CS) It just matter what direction you or the twig decide to grow in.

TS) In James Baldwin's essay "Notes of a Native son" he talks about how he regrets not having a good relationship with his father. SD) Baldwin was not a perfect son. CM) His relationship with his father failed to succeed because he never put himself in his fathers shoes.CM) If Baldwin had thought more about it at the time then maybe he would realize that most things his father did was for Baldwins own good.SD) Although his fathers love for him was expressed in different ways than Baldwin would have liked, his father did in fact show allot of love for Baldwin throughout his life.CM) His father over protected him. CM) Over protection is only a sign of caring a little to much. SD) Baldwin was not an amazing son. CM) But it is not just hid fault, it is his and his fathers fault.CM) They both pathed the direction there relationship was leading to. CM) They chose to have there relationship branch off on unwanted directions. CS) The imperfectness of a twig is crafted by a twig itself, like the imperfectness of a relationship.

Your imperfectness is inherited. Since the beginning of human kind we have been imperfect. The thing is to accept this fact. Don't be afraid to grow in a different direction than everybody else, but know whats a good direction and whats a bad direction.

essay 4

First Draft

The only person who can let somebody mentally hurt you, is you. You have the decision to make the best of a situation, or mope around. You have to choose wether what somebody says really matters. You can choose to be a more pleasant person by acting like Ms.Hurston. You have a choice to be like Ms. Hurston and ignore as much negativity as you can.

TS) Ms. Hurston, the author of "How it Feels to be Colored me", seems like a type of person who i would enjoy having around. SD) Ms.Hurston clearly stated in her essay that she does not believe in self pity. CM) She does,"not weep at the world". CM) She accepts the facts of life and does not take the time to question them. CM) This makes her easy to tolerate. SD) The fact that "it fails to register depression" within her is also a strong quality. CM)She is always looking at the "glass half full".CM) Someone who is always looking on the bright side is very enjoyable to be around.SD) Her mentality is far more evolved from everyone else's mentality. CM) It makes her powerful. CM) It makes her stronger. CS) Her ability to accept herself makes her somebody who is not a bother to be around.

1) One pleasant quality I have is that I am a very well rounded person, a person who looks at all views of a situation,a person who accepts all opinions, a person who listens to others,a person who does not judge, a person who gets involved in all sorts of activities, a person who thinks before they act, a person who trys to be a good friend, a person who is aware of others feelings, a person who is conscious of others differences, a person who respect the world and others around them, a person who trys to be the best person they can be. 2) I am versatile.

Your view on the world affects how others view you. Its a fact that most people enjoy being with people who think on the bright-side. Optimism is a quality that is great to have. To have optimism is to be a better person, like Ms.Hurston.

Martha's Vineyard.

Walking on the beach:

A Fictional Short Story.

Sometimes the hardest thing is to let go. Whether it’s your last love or your father running out on your family, it’s hard to let go. The pain that someone else had caused you to feel can last as long as you let it last.

As a baby I had a fairly normal life. My parents lived together; my mom and my dad both had jobs. Everything was great, so I was told. One morning, when I was seven years old, I woke up to my mother crying. She was sitting at the kitchen counter with a piece of paper in her hand. When I asked her what was wrong she looked down at me, wiped her eyes, and she said she loves me. I didn't want to ask any more questions at that moment so I pretended to start to make my breakfast. She grabbed the piece of paper crumpled it up then threw it away. When she went into her room I grabbed the crumpled up piece of paper, it was a letter from my dad. He was writing a letter to my mom telling her he didn't love her anymore. He said he couldn't be a part of this family. When I got half way through the letter my mom walked back in the kitchen. When I started crying she hugged me and told me she would take care of us and she asked me to trust her.

When I was ten my mom got laid off. When she wasn't looking for a new job we were at the beach. My mom's favorite place was the beach. She would take me there as much as she could. One day we were at the beach and I had asked her if I could work yet, because I wanted to help her. She grabbed a stone from the ground and told me that "as long as there are soft stones on the beach I will love you and there will always be soft stones on the beach." When I begun to ask her what that had to do with money she answer, "Love is the most important thing and love is priceless. I will find a job, you leave our income up to me, enjoy your child hood." She handed me the stone and I put it in my pocket. Months and months had gone by and my mom still didn’t find a job. My mom finally found a job a month before my eleventh birthday and my Uncle John moved in with us to help pay for bills and to help us get back on our feet. Once my mom thought she could handle everything my uncle moved out.

With my mom’s new job we found that there were less and less opportunities to go to the beach. And soon the beach was our last priority. I was 18 and going into college my mother developed pancreatic cancer. I would wake up in the middle of the night because she would be shouting into the phone things like, “We barley have enough money to pay our bills and eat! Is there anything else we could do?”

The next year my mom got really sick, and the doctor said it wasn’t looking so good. My uncle was taking care of me and all I wanted was for my mom to know that she was my hero. On the last day of August I took my mom to the beach. I took the stone out of my pocket, “Mom, the beach will forever be a special place for me; our walks on the beach were more than just a bonding experience for me they were a healing process. They healed my heart; our walks meant the world to me. They are something that I will never forget. Mom you are my hero, you are a shining example of what an adult should do when conflict is brought before them. When I was ten you gave me this stone. You told me that ‘as long as there are soft stones on the beach I will love you and there will always be soft stones on the beach’” I put the stone down “As long the soft stones remain on the beach I will love you to.” My mom smiled and a tear dropped down her cheek.

Two weeks later my mom died. She had wrote a note to me the day before it read,

To my loving daughter,

Our walk two weeks ago our walk was one of the best moments of my life. Everything that I would have liked to hear you said. Thank you for telling me I was not a complete failure. I love you and remember I always will. You’re the best daughter I could have asked for.

Love,

Your mother.

The next day I went back to the beach and sat down. I looked at the waves and listened to the seagulls. Then I remembered the rock. I wonder if it was still there. I walked back to where I put the rock and a tear started making its way down my cheek. And the smooth stone was right where they left it on the beach.

Essay 3

Asia

Mr. Hamilton Salsich

Grade 9

Monday, 10/05/09

Painting a Picture out of Words:

An Essay On Rachel Carson's Style in Her Essay "The Marginal World".

An author’s style is unique. Like the features on somebody's face, no author has the same exact style as another. There will be similarities and likenesses. An author’s style is usually what is either appealing or unappealing to the reader.

TS)Rachel Carson, in her essay "The Marginal World", uses very distinct descriptions. SD) Her crisp descriptions make a clear vision in your head. CM) She captures the liveliness of the ocean in her words.CM) She does such an amazing job of describing the scenery it almost feels as if you are there. SD)Her descriptions make you think about the ocean differently. CM) She makes you think about the ocean and shore in a way you would have never had thought about it before.CM) Its almost as if she describes it as a person. SD) Her descriptions not only make me feel like I’m at the beach, but it also reminds me of times I’ve spent at the beach. CM) It’s reminds me of the salty air that stealthily breezes through my hair, and the waves that crash down heavily on my head. CM) She reminds about the sand sliding between my toes, and all the seagulls I have chased away.CS) Her descriptions paint a picture that's detailed and colorful and not one thing out of place.

TS) In this essay and many of my other essays I noticed that I tend to use adjectives. SD) In my writing the more adjectives the better.CM) Adjectives juice up each sentence and make it more interesting. CM) They also help you understand and visualize the author’s message. SD) Every-time I use an adjective I think of a way to make it better. CM) I simply look at similar words and I try and see which ones could add a little flavor to my essay. CM) Although it is a little more time and effort I find it worth the time. SD) Maybe a reason why I use adjectives a lot is because I enjoy when another author uses adjectives. CM) This year we are starting to read and write more difficult essays.CM) I had no trouble understanding Carson's essay, and my goal is that I make my essays easy to understand also. CM) Like Carson I do this by using adjectives. CS) Carson's and my style are similar, we both use allot of adjectives and description.

When thinking about what is most important in an essay, one of the many things that pops into my mind is the authors style needs to show. Another important thing to keep in mind, is make sure your adjectives fit in the essay. Remember to describe what you are talking about as much as possible. And always remember your style is what makes the essay unique.

Essay 2

Asia

English 9

Mr.Hamilton Salsich

September, 23, 2009

The Beauty of Life;

An Essay on Rachel Carson's Essay the "The Marginal World"


There is beauty within everything. Weather it's the ocean's shore or a tiny bird , you can find beauty in the simplest creatures. Only if you are not naive will you appreciate the beauty. The only way you will find beauty is if you pay attention to the life around you.

Life is beautiful. There is always something new in life. In "The Marginal World" by Rachel Carson the theme is that life is a creation that should be admired. I feel like Carson is trying to send me a message. Shes trying to say that the life of others is usually taken for granted. As humans we tend to think that our life is the only life that needs to be focused on. The creatures around us have no severe impact on our life. All that is untrue. She expresses life around us has positive and negative affects. The fact that a deer needs to cross the street to eat could kill the human in the oncoming car. What goes on in the ocean can affect us on land. This is why we should start acting like Carson and start paying attention to the small "less important" details in life.

The most beautiful creature in my eyes is a hummingbird. Its body looks as if an artist painted on the details of the bird. The delicate beak flows from its head. Like Carson, I pay very close attention to this bird. I like to study the way it goes about in the world. Although the habitat is very different from the habitat Carson enjoys studying, they have some similarities. Like the ocean, people find it interesting to sit down a watch the birds. The ocean's interaction with the shore reminds me of the birds interaction with the sky. When the ocean glazes the sand with cold water it is painting a picture.The birds smoothly fly throughout the air, almost as if the bird is painting a picture. The beauty of the bird, like the ocean, is captured with the eye and mind.

Webster's defines beauty as "the quality present in a thing or person that gives intense pleasure or deep satisfaction to the mind." It's talking about the fact that beauty can escape something for a moment. Beauty deserts the ocean when there is a hurricane, and it also deserts the hummingbird when the hummingbird is fighting for food. I would have to disagree with websters definition, I feel that beauty is life.